The night before Gary left for Orange County, Stephanie lay in bed with him, pretending to be asleep. There was an old movie on TV about a rape case, an innocent man accused. She could hardly stand the irony. She didn't dare move, afraid Gary would hear her swallow. At the end of the movie, the voiceover urged viewers to make a phone call -- for information about rape -- and gave the number. Gary picked up the phone and she thought, "Oh, my God, he's calling there." But he was just picking up his messages from the winery.
"So he knows," Stephanie thought as Gary left the house the next morning, the day before his meeting with Holly. They looked at each other, and he gave her a kiss. Gary had stopped kissing Stephanie when they got married. Even if he was leaving for Europe, he didn't kiss her. This was not a kiss to go down to Southern California and be back in two days. It was something only a wife would know. It was good-bye. Stephanie wanted to say so many things. She wanted to know why, not if. She wanted to talk to her husband. But she had promised Holly. "I never got to say good-bye."
On Monday, March 12, Holly was admitted to Western Medical Center to be evaluated by Rose before the sodium amytal interview was scheduled. The young woman was more seriously ill than any of her family, or even Holly herself, fully understood. She was suffering from major depression; her bulimia had worsened, with bingeing and forced vomiting alternating with sieges of obsessive exercising; and